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I am an Ordained Minister, a Shaman, a Reiki Master Teacher, an Aromatherapist, a Massage Therapist, an Herbalist in training, & a Crystal Healer in training! I am also a Writer! I am one of the Neo- Celí Dé (a form of Celtic christian mysticism based on original early Christianity, & certain Celtic philosophies, perspectives, & certain Druidic elements). I am also a proud member of Clan MacKay.
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Sunday, December 10, 2017

We owe a huge apology to Author T. M. Smith. We recently circa Dec. 3rd missed out stop for her latest blog tour due to family troubles and sheer forgetfulness! We promise to make it up to her and her fans as soon as possible! Again we apologize to everyone who was affected by this! It is just one of those sad irritating events in life. We hope that T. M. Smith will forgive us, as we have always had a good relationship with her in the past. Seasons greetings to everyone and we hope that you are having a wonderful Christmas-tide, and happy holidays, and that you and yours will have a very merry and happy New Year!!!

Thursday, August 31, 2017

The O'Raven Chronicles is very pleased to present this stop post on the Survivor tour for our dear colleague Author T. M. Smith!

Title: Survivor

Author: T.M. Smith

Genre: M/M Romance

Release Date: August 22, 2017

Taylor Langford’s world is torn apart when he is only thirteen years old—his parents killed, leaving him alone and orphaned. With no living relatives, he’d certainly be another statistic if not for the intervention of the policeman who found Taylor in the crawl space where his mother hid him that fateful night. Despite the tragedy and resulting anguish in his life, Taylor knows how lucky he is.

Frank Moore is a rookie with the Dallas Police Department when he and his partner answer a call in Devonshire, one of the city’s more affluent neighborhoods. They think the young boy in various pictures throughout the home has been kidnapped until they find him, shaken but alive. Officer Moore recognizes the pain in the kid’s eyes, having lost his own mother to cancer when he was just a boy. He steps in, making sure Taylor is placed with a loving foster family. Over the years, Frank becomes a permanent fixture in Taylor’s life.

A decade later, the case remains unsolved and the once gangly, uncertain teenager is now a college graduate who knows exactly what he wants. He’s coming home to the man that helped mold and shape his life, the man he’s loved for as long as he can remember, Frank Moore. But Taylor isn’t the only person returning to Dallas, and while Frank is distracted by his own conflicting feelings and the new bond growing between the two, the past creeps up on them, determined to finish what was started ten years earlier.

A note from the author…

I hope you enjoy Frank and Taylor’s story. It’s been a long road to get them settled, but I’m happy with where this story has taken them. When I started this book, the intent was to write a stand-alone story, but that has changed. Characters continually evolve throughout the writing process, and there are several characters in the book that want to tell their story. I’ve grown especially fond of Rory and I can’t wait to write his book, which will take us back to when he first joined the Bureau, and continue on to his happy ever after.

Please be advised: This is a May/December romance, and as in life, there are sexual situations that take place prior to the main characters finding their way to one another. This is not gratuitous; it is meant to show character growth and self-realization. There is absolutely no cheating.Buy links...

A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia; TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or ticking away on her next novel.

Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people, Love is Love!

Tristan is the second oldest of the Brennan brothers and the odd man out. Most of the Brennan men have careers in law enforcement, but as a psychiatrist, Tristan chooses to help people in a different way. Quiet and restrained, he is content to hover in the background of his more gregarious brothers. Then he meets two men, each broken and damaged from losses beyond their control.

Gabriel Simenson is mourning his lover's death. The random act of violence that took Gio's life has left everyone at All Cocks reeling. The only thing keeping Gabe from drowning in misery is the friendship he's forged with Micah, the newest model at All Cocks. He continues to struggle, and at the urging of his All Cocks family Gabe agrees to counseling with Tristan under one condition: Micah must go with him.

Micah Solo can relate to unbearable loss, having lost his leg and so much more in Iraq. The past two years he has been alone, adrift and vulnerable - the memories of war haunting his dreams, spilling over into his daily life. At All Cocks, Micah has found the acceptance he craves and the family he lost, but still he yearns for happiness and peace within.

The friendship between the three is instant, the mutual attraction evident. They circle each other, wanting more, yet unsure if it is truly possible. Is life the mundane reality they've each come to accept for themselves or do they dare to hope?

The All Cocks Stories is a series set within the world of online gay porn. Micah's PTSD is told in detail, including flashbacks to his time in Iraq.

A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia;
TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now
calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or
ticking away on her next novel.

Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and
decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is
passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people,
Love is Love!

Sunday, March 5, 2017

This will be a brief post but I want to say some things I feel need to be said.

I want to correct some false assumptions about Christ. He was not a
peasant. He did not come from utter poverty. He was not uneducated. His
family was descended from Kings. His family was financially comfortable
and well known tradesmen, artisans, and craftsmen. They were well known
for their carpentry and also leather working. They were known for being
great weavers. They made the fishing nets for fishermen. He was very
well educated and skilled in many talents. His family not
only were well traveled, but had direct ties to the priesthood. Christ
was a trained Rabbi, and also what we would now call a lay priest. In
reality He was the highest of all priests. In the highest reality He is
the highest of all Kings. He did not start a movement to empower the
weak and marginalized. Those things were side effects of the movement.
His movement was about restoring people to God, and saving their souls.
It was about spreading Love, and telling people the prices of it. He was
not crucified because people were mad at him elevating the poor. He was
crucified on the earthly plain because he stopped a huge amount of the
flow of corruption and money aligned with the current priesthood of His
day. It was because he was changing the status quo of things. On the
spiritual level he was crucified to pay the price, to buy our salvation.
It was the ultimate act of love itself. Those are some of the truths
about Christ that people need to understand and be corrected about.

Monday, February 20, 2017

The O'Raven Chronicles is most pleased to present this tour stop post for the Snapped release blog tour for our dear friend and colleague, Author T. M. Smith.

Retribution Runs Deep

The line between retribution and vengeance is often just as thin as the line between love and hate.

Cillian feels his life was stolen from him and is out for revenge. Grieving and seeking retribution for the death of his twin sister, August is easy prey. Cillian latches onto his grief and feeds into it, using the Outkast as a weapon to strike out at the family that abandoned him. When August learns the truth behind his sister's death, everything changes.Hector arrives at House Gaeland for a wedding, only to wind up in the middle of an unexpected war between brothers. He finds himself inexplicably drawn to an Outkast with hair as fiery as his temper. The immediate, intense, and mutual attraction stirs up an entirely different set of issues. To be together, August and Hector will need to thwart the most evil of plans and accomplish the most daring of rescues, all before Cirian follows through with his threat to drop August off the side of a cliff. The people of House Gaeland have endured much, and yet, there is more trouble on the horizon. A birth and a wedding are far too much happiness for the universe to allow, so to level the playing field, the devil must add his cards to the deck. Violence begets violence and Cirian is perfectly willing to take a dagger to his brother, if need be. Will he feel the same if the blood spilled belongs to someone much closer to his heart? Snapped is the third book in the Opposites series, the series must be read in order. It is an adult, dystopian majorly M/M series that encompasses all manners of relationships (including M/F and F/F). In this world logic is irrelevant, love is key, and things get broken—just ask Aiyan and Kaden.

*Warning* there is a brief mention of sexual assault, though not in detail.

A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia; TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or ticking away on her next novel.

Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people, Love is Love!

Grand Prize goodie bag is US only shipping and includes a signed paperback copy of eitherOpposites with The Library or Appearances with The Cellar, series inspired swag and an Author TM Smith image collage coffee mug.

Runner up is for International readers as well, a $20 Amazon or Barnes and Noble giftcard, winner's choice, to be delivered electronically at the end of the tour.

If you want almost all the info. we have ever released on The Opposites Series, check out the following links to get caught up.

Friday, January 6, 2017

Today I had an experience that has become far too common for
my sense of rightness. I have finally had enough and must speak out. I was
having a private conversation with another adult today and three teenagers decided
to not only intrude on our conversation but proceeded to try and tell me how
wrong I was because like so many other young people; these three truly believed
they know everything there is to know. It was a conversation about parenting,
and more specifically about physical correction. By physical correction I mean
spanking and slapping. Now let me preface this by saying I am a survivor of
true child abuse. I mean actual beatings and the occasional attempted murder,
as well as surviving mental and emotional abuse, spiritual abuse, and later on
being tormented at school. I have to say tormented because bullying is such a
gross understatement for what I endured. So these three kids first of all felt
it was alright to intrude on the conversation between adults. Now remember this
was not even a public discussion going on. Me and the woman who were talking
were whispering quietly to ourselves. As a survivor of real abuse it makes me
beyond angry and physically nauseous to hear people saying that spanking and slapping
when a wayward child is absolutely out of hand, abuse. That is not abuse. It is
not even close to abuse. One of these three teens actually had the gall to
explain that he took a psych class and that spanking was “lazy parenting”. I
shared that it some cases that might be true but it was far from being a
universal truth. One of the problems I have encountered with these entitled
younger generations is that they will believe anything told to them from a
book, or in a classroom just because someone is called “an expert” or a
professor and has a piece of paper called a degree, and has a string of all but
meaningless letters behind their name. These things do not impress me. I don’t
fall for every bit of propaganda that someone tells me just because they say it
in the front of a classroom, or in a text book. I am impressed by real world
life experience, and by true intelligence.

Young people if you read this please really try and hear and
understand what I am telling you! Don’t believe everything you are told.
Question everything. Research everything. And by research I don’t just mean in
a book. I mean go find people with real world experience, preferably older
people and speak with them. Learn from them. And please understand this because
it is one of life’s greatest truths! Just because something works for you or is
true for you, does NOT make it true or right or good for everyone else on this
planet. Sometimes your opinion and your truth is just that….your opinion and
your truth. That does not make it a universal truth. It does not mean that
everyone has to agree with you. Not everyone is ever going to agree with you
all the time about everything.

I would also like to say this…Don’t speak for other people
and on their behalf if they have not asked you to. I as an adult survivor of
actual child abuse do not appreciate you trying to speak on my behalf.

I was explaining the differences between the abuse I
suffered at the hands of my sperm-donor and the loving spanking I received from
my grandparents when I was little. Now my grandparents did not doll out
physical punishment constantly. It was a rare and serious occasion when it
happened. Each and every time it happened, I can honestly say with no
reservation that it was because I really deserved it. I explained how different
it was from the real abuse I endured and tried to explain the various nuances.
I was of course cut off. I was dismissed and again metaphorically spit upon.

The idea that these children believed that they had the
right to speak over me, to speak for me, to even attempt to talk on behalf when
they did not live my life or any life but their own really got under my skin. I
mean I was so angry that had a very little boy who is very sweet and sensitive
not been there, I probably would have gotten up and dished out some much needed
back-handings. I mean really…who the f*ck did these little entitled arrogant
know it all narcissistic brats think they there speaking for me, and just who
did they think they were talking to?!

When I was little there were things that were just not done
and the world was a better place in many ways. Children did not jump in on the conversations
of adults. It just was not done. And a person did not just jump in on private
conversations. The fact that these young people did not know this and had never
been taught that made me angry at the idiots who raised them. I don’t care how
well intentioned someone is, there are certain things that are just not
acceptable behavior. When your behavior is hurting other people it needs to
stop. Sadly these young people don’t understand that sometimes children who
start acting a fool in certain situations need to be physically corrected. A
spank or a slap carried out in the appropriate manner is not abuse, and nor is
it lazy parenting. It is loving and just. It is meant to sting, to get the
child’s attention, to warn the child, to cause some physical discomfort or even
a little pain so that the child understands that it did something very wrong
and that society will not tolerate behavior like that. Now we have a nation of
whiney brats. Many of them are writing books, teaching in university class
rooms, and working in positions of power in the government. Many of them run
social services and they are going around telling people that physical
discipline is abuse. Again as a survivor of actual child abuse this is an
absolute insult and diminishment of what I lived through and experienced. This
has created a nation where people when they don’t get their way will in mass
take to the streets, disrupt society like the brats they are, destroy people’s
business and livelihoods, and murder people and authority figures like cops.

We have created a nation where these people think they have
he right to murder people if they don’t get their way. Let that sink in folks.
This is what happens when you give every kid a trophy just for participation.
This is what happens when they are not disciplined. This is what happens when
people are not taught better. This is what happens with policies like “no child
left behind”.

I went on to try and explain to these people that time outs
and removing a kind from the situation doesn’t always work. I wanted to add
that it was not always appropriate. Because removing a child sometimes teaches
them that you have a right to leave every single situation you don’t like
instead of facing it head on. I wanted to add that allowing the child to get
away with everything with no real consequences of any kind teaches the child
that can do whatever it wants. I wanted to say sometimes that kind of parenting
is not only stupid but down right dangerous. These idiots out in the world
writing their psychology books are part of the systemic problem we have now. These
people were mocking what I lived through and didn’t even begin to understand
that on a basic level or in any real way.

I was told by these young people that there are things
besides time outs. Things like giving the child a set of options and choices. I
tried to explain that when I was little that style of parenting would not have
worked on or with me. They would not hear me. When I was little if an adult had
said go to your room, or time out, or removed me from the situation or given me
choices; I would have laughed at their idiocy. Oh really you want me to go to
my room, well my bedroom was like going to Disneyland.
Let’s go. Oh you want me to have a time out to, where I can sit there and think
about how stupid you are. Fine by me, I will sit and simmer in my anger towards
you. Oh you want to remove me from the situation, well great…thanks for giving
me exactly what I wanted…so kind of you. Oh you want to give me choices and
options. Ok I choose to say f*ck you and all your options and choices and
decide my own. These are the things that would have gone through my head when I
was little at this no REAL consequences style of free-for-all parenting when I
was little. That crap would not have worked with me. I said to these young
people, if this is working with your child that is fantastic and God bless go
to, but it doesn’t work with every child. It would not have worked on me at
all. To paint all children, all parents, all families, and all situations with
the same brush and say everyone is exactly the same and is going to respond the
same to the same things is not only stupidity but utterly dangerous and what’s
more is that it is wicked and wrong to do so.

They corrected my obvious errors and said that how dare I
raise my voice to them and disagree with them. Oh yes how dare I. Well I dare.
How dare they try and say that one size parenting fits all. How dare they say
that I don’t know my own life or what happened to me, and that it is they and
not I who are entitled to opinions about my life and my experiences.

My tormentors in school were for the most part entitled brats
whose wealthy parents who were educated in class rooms which called spanking
bad and lazy. These entitled brats learned that they had no consequences to
their bad doings. In turn they learned that it was ok to treat people however
you want to. They learned that other people didn’t matter. They learned it was
ok to torment people. They learned it was ok to try and destroy that person and
their very soul. I used to look at my tormentors and think, you were never
spanked as a child which is why you don’t know this is wrong.

These same type of people were sitting in front of me and
explaining to me that because of what they read in books, and learned in their
collage classrooms that I was wrong and they were the only right ones. They
told me that my life experience in the real world was wrong. They acted as if I
was telling them how to raise their children. Yes these babies have babies.
Another consequence of not having parents who taught them better. People always
say that scripture says spare the rod and spoil and the child. While the saying
itself is true, that is not what scripture itself says. Scripture actually says
that those who spare the rod despises the child’s soul. That is because it was
universally understood that children who are not taught how to behave, how to
think for themselves and be able to reason out what is correct and right and
good and just grow up to be very bad people indeed. They grow up to be people
who are spoiled. People who have turned rotten like food years past its sell by
date with putrid colored fuzz growing on it in abandoned refrigerators left in
abandoned houses or ally ways.

I tried to explain to these young people that I was so happy
for them that they got lucky with a little boy who was so very good natured and
sweet even if he was not perfect, that they could get away with that style of
parenting with him. I believe that they got blessed indeed. Though I don’t know
what he will be like when he is a teenager because of what he is being taught
and also what he is not being taught. I hope he turns out well and good. I was
met with the comments that it was not being blessed but the fact they took to
time to go through these “proper” “parenting” techniques with him.

Again I was dismissed as if I as a human being was nothing.
They metaphorically spit on me…spit venom on me, and slapped me over and over
again. This happened because their schools which they have been brainwashed to
believe no matter what told them that it was ok to treat other people that way.
This happened because their own parents never taught them that treating a
fellow human being this way was alright. My grandparents who had to raise me
from the time I was 12 on, were called by these people lazy parents. When there
are no two people in the entire world less lazy than these people are close to
being saints. I really wanted to slap them after they said that.

When they finally left our house in a huff like we are the
ones who did something wrong I was left with all this rage and un-rest and this
horrible energy in our house. It had been a spiritual and emotional and mental
war unleashed on us, and visited upon us from these people. These people who
don’t have the first clue about life itself. These atheistic people who don’t
believe in God and show it with their sad lives, and their ignorance. These
people who assaulted me and left me wounded and bleeding metaphorically
speaking. I spoke up for myself but not loud enough and not firmly enough
because I was trying to protect the smallest child in the room.

So as I write these words and post them, I am taking my
power back and finding the healing that I need. People, just because something
is your opinion doesn’t make it true. It doesn’t make it a universal rule that
every can or should live by. And especially when you are young, don’t be
deceived into believing that you are better or know more than those who have
lived longer than you have been alive. In our society we have made grave error
in dismissing the wisdom of our elders. We were wrong to just brush them aside
as if they don’t matter. We were wrong not to protect them and care for them
properly.

It is not alright to go around treating people badly. At
some pointed during this horrible day it was explained to me that slapping an
adult was assault and slapping a child was not in my opinion. What I never got
the chance to say was that, the fact we have created a society where slapping
an adult is actually called an assault is repugnant and wrong. They told this
to someone who has in the past been beaten, stolen from, strangled, stabbed,
had guns held on them, and been scorned, threatened, and assaulted on every
level. The fact people think slapping someone is in any way similar to an
assault is exactly part of the huge problem with our society.When I was young people did not act in mass in the horrible way they do now. So to me the proof is in the pudding. You can quote all the studies that you want to and it doesn't matter a hill of beans if the studies are shown by action and by history to be wrong.

In some ways we are getting better, but in other ways we are
getting so so so much worse.

I hold on to the hope that one day sanity and reason will
reign again.

After these people left my house I used what little strength
and energy I had left to cleanse my home and pray over it. I called other
people to pray for cleansing, love, light, and peace as well. I did not have
the energy left to fully cleanse my house the way it truly needed it at that
point to get all the evil residue from those people out of my abode. They
sucked a lot of my energy out like little vampires. What’s worse is that I as
an energy worker should not have let it happen. I should not have allowed that
kind of behavior to go on unchallenged in my own house. I did it however for
the sake of a small child. I took comfort from that. I will do more cleansing
work tomorrow.

I had to start writing this before bed and get it all out of
me. I needed to put this out in the world to try and start helping people
understand. What you do and say has real life affects on other people. What you
say, think, and do matters. How you treat people matters. It all has real life
consequences, even if you are not the one who always has to pay for them.

People please start treating your fellow man better, with
more compassion and more respect and stop just DISMISSING other people. Just
because you don’t agree with them doesn’t make them wrong or you right.
Sometimes it is not even about being right or wrong. Sometimes it is just about
listening and bearing witness. Sometimes it is about trying to walk in someone
else’s shoes. Sometimes it is about making other people feel like they have
truly been heard. Sometimes that is the only thing that will make us all better
people and truly heal our world.

Please remember that sometimes you don’t know it all and you
don’t have to talk. You just have to be there with an open heart and an open
mind and with sacredness and love and compassion and empathy…you just and only
have to listen!

Thank you if you have taken the time to read through this
entire thing. Thank you if you have taken the time to listen.

Listen to God

Listen to Nature

Listen to yourself

Listen to your friends and loved ones

Listen to other people,

and not just the sound of your own voice

Listen to those you disagree with

Don't just hear, really listen

Listen

Listen with both sets of ears

and listen with all that you are

LISTEN

with sacredness and with intent

I leave you to listen to the thoughts of a great mind, of a once great man

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Rev. Lucien O'Corvi:

I am an Ordained Minister, a Shaman, a Reiki Master Teacher, an Aromatherapist, a Massage Therapist, an Herbalist in training, & a Crystal Healer in training! I am also a Writer! I am one of the Neo- Celí Dé (a form of Celtic Christian mysticism based on original early Christianity, & certain Celtic philosophies, perspectives, & certain Druidic elements). I am also a proud member of Clan MacKay.

NO PARTIES, JUST PATRIOTISM!

DISCLAIMER: I am not a western doctor! A fact I thank God every day for! So always check with your physician before utilizing any and all information regarding health! hopefully your physician is a naturalistic, holistic, & spiritually based doctor! Remember that western allopathic mainstream medicine (or as I like to call it Allo-pathetic lol) can be very harmful & dangerous. Always proceed with caution & stay responsible for your own health. Western diagnosis and surgery can be great things but are not always. Most (though not all) western so called "medicines" & drugs are nothing but poisons. Research for yourself & never take anyone's word for anything, especially just because they wear a white coat & have a title, a piece of paper, & letters after their name. Don't be impressed by superficial things like that. Really find out.